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"What are you cooking for her?" Emmett quizzes me. He's sprawled out on the love seat in my office, pounding his turkey club between questions.
"I was gonna go with filet mignon and baked potatoes, Caesar salad, something chocolate for dessert…"
"Okay, that all sounds good. Easy, foolproof. Everything done ahead of time but the grilling. Chicks are always impressed with grill skills. Wrangling fire is totally macho. Plus you've got the chocolate in there as your aphrodisiac."
"Hell, Em, I don't think we need sexual aids just yet."
"No offense intended, bro. Just trying to give you every advantage."
A/N: Aww, Em, always working it for his big brother! There's more...